First Battlefield Commander! - Chapter 221
Chapter 221: Detonation
Lian Sheng sat in her command chair, pushing off with her toes, spinning around at full speed. She felt chairs were excellent stress relievers; the feeling of spinning was so liberating.
The commanders beside her had to keep an eye on their own screens one moment, then on her the next, trying to judge her motives. They seemed even busier than she, the one planning to stir things up.
Especially the deputy commanders, unable to keep their fingers still, yet unable to control their eyes, they followed her spinning gaze.
How could a new recruit be so calm? Honestly, this mental fortitude wasn't just strong, it was abnormal, right?
Lu Mingyuan reached out to grab the back of Lian Sheng's chair, shouting, "Stop spinning! You're making me dizzy!"
He voiced the thoughts of the crowd!
Lian Sheng turned her head to look around; everyone quickly averted their gaze back to their own screens.
Lian Sheng pressed one hand on the command console, steadying herself, looked at the map, and said, "It's raining."
Lu Mingyuan said, "Setting up the scene quickly. Everyone, take cover. Rainfall is about to intensify."
The rain in the war zone had the intensity of a thunderstorm and the persistence of a spring drizzle. Judging by the cloud thickness and movement speed, it should last for an hour to an hour and a half.
But the rain might ease or even stop temporarily midway; they still had to rely on luck.
Lu Mingyuan said, "All members are in position. Want to play it thrilling?"
"It'll be thrilling once we start playing," Lian Sheng said. "Let's see if the opponent takes the bait."
Lian Sheng: "Cornell, Ye Buqing in position, prepare. Everyone to their positions."
"It's raining and slippery today, and there are many uncleared obstacles on the ground. Even with night vision on, don't relax your guard. Maintain a safe distance as much as possible," Lian Sheng said. "The route is still the familiar one. Maintain twelve points of vigilance. Go!"
Upon hearing the command, two Fengyi mechs on the map shot out from their positions, heading towards the enemy encampment.
Raindrops of the dark night fell on them, outlined in white by the faint fluorescence of the mech shells themselves. From afar, it looked as if the mechs were draped in a hazy curtain of light, their glowing bodies skimming the ground like shooting stars.
A moment later, the Gelen forces, receiving feedback from their reconnaissance systems, raised their guard and prepared to counterattack.
Because the night glow interfered with the night vision system's ability to accurately distinguish the mech's silhouette, all deputy commanders used red lines to re-outline the enemy's shape around each mech.
A soldier shouted, "The enemy is coming! Daring to come on a rainy day!"
"All units activate detectors: first, mines; second, enemy aircraft; third, watch the skies. Anti-jamming devices equipped. According to the previous formation, attack now!" the Gelen commander ordered. "Regardless of whether they intend to harass, prey that delivers itself to our door—this time, we must ensure they don't return!"
Eleven mechs attacked simultaneously. At the same time, five mechs remained behind to guard the armory, ready for special circumstances, either to rotate in or transport weapons.
Although they adopted a non-proactive attack strategy, they never considered a non-resistance policy. They were prepared for both blitzkrieg and protracted warfare, just waiting for the opponent to fall into the trap.
Seeing the pursuit begin, the two Alliance mechs turned and retreated without hesitation.
"The enemy is still coming from the original route, so assume their escape route remains the same. They still maintain a distance of two kilometers, seems repeated success has made them very confident in their operation. However, it's dark and slippery now; they should control their speed accordingly," the Gelen commander said. "Since the opponent won't attack proactively, you can be bolder. Let those little fish witness the boldness of Barite's soldiers."
Soldiers: "Yes!"
"Been holding back this anger!"
After giving the instructions, the entire team began to accelerate.
On this uneven terrain, the soldiers, aided by blurry night vision devices, maintained a speed comparable to smooth daytime conditions.
Their mechs weren't new enough; compared to the opponent's, they could only be considered semi-obsolete products. But they had made unilateral enhancements—speed!
Barite's army emphasized speed! Attack fast! Move fast! Only speed could ensure their offensive power and their safety.
So they were long accustomed to marching in various environments. Their movements, honed by years of training, were deeply ingrained in their muscles. This was something those greenhouse-raised soldiers of the Alliance definitely couldn't match.
They were veterans. Their fighting wasn't the strongest, shooting wasn't the most accurate, physical fitness wasn't the most robust—none of that mattered.
Barite's soldiers remained invincible!
Just as Zhou Shirui was about to report, Lian Sheng glanced at the distance between the two sides and spoke first, "The enemy has accelerated. They should know our route, so we must maintain the optimal path. Otherwise, any extra movements will allow them to catch up."
It was just a slight change, unnoticed by the group of onlookers peeking nearby.
Cornell asked out of the blue, "Can you handle it?"
Ye Buqing remained silent for a moment, then asked, "Are you worried about me? Or looking down on me?"
Cornell said, "I'm discussing effective countermeasures with you."
Ye Buqing: "Then I'll go first."
Then the two also accelerated, re-establishing distance from those behind, and proceeded accurately along the map route.
Zhou Shirui: "The enemy only sent six mechs this time."
Lian Sheng said, "Last time they sent nine, right? On such a nice rainy day too."
Fang Jianchen felt the mech's vision somewhat obstructed; water streamed down his screen, requiring him to rely on other perspectives to judge fine details instead of direct sensing. He asked, "Is the enemy planning to stop playing with us?"
"No way. If I were him, I couldn't swallow this anger. Not only play, but must play to win. Besides, they already deployed additional mechs at noon; there's no reason to reduce manpower during a prime opportunity at night," Lian Sheng said. "They probably split into two groups. It doesn't matter; we'll intercept them later. Let's deal with this first wave."
Lian Sheng stared at the points on the screen, calmly instructing, "Zhao Zhuoluo, Cheng Ze, Harry. Target approaching position, provide cover and intercept. Fang Jianchen, clean up."
Everyone responded, "Yes!"
"What a bunch of perverts."
The Gelen commander saw the opponent accelerate as well, his eyelid twitched. "Everyone, don't act rashly for now. Wait for them to make a mistake. Don't lose the team, but also don't waste extra weapons. Reconfirm detection systems! Confirm detection systems!"
"Sure enough, there's an ambush," a Gelen mech soldier reported. "Team One reporting! Two mechs fleeing ahead, three mechs attacking collaboratively from the left. There should be a Qixing on the slanted hillside. Detection complete. No aircraft or other heat signatures detected for now."
"Team Two reports no findings. It's quiet ahead, no sounds, likely no ambush."
The Gelen commander pondered for a moment, suppressing his restless mood. "Team Two, accelerate, prepare to rendezvous and support! Team One, act according to the situation. Fengyi speed is too fast to pursue easily. Qixing position is too distant and remote, inconvenient for interception. Ambushing mechs on the left should be Pojun or Heavy Armor. Target the left-side mechs, prepare for counter-attack at any moment, force the enemy back to reinforce!"
"Yes!"
After giving the command, the commander's finger rested on a button before him, subconsciously rubbing it.
He felt something was wrong, but couldn't pinpoint what. It felt like an invisible shadow loomed over him.
He didn't understand the Alliance's command, didn't understand the Alliance's combat style. After three consecutive days of erratic, intermittent pursuit battles, he still couldn't decipher the opponent's intentions.
It was like rock-paper-scissors. When a player starts trying to guess the opponent's possible moves, the game's difficulty and potential choices increase linearly, losing its original simplicity. So when facing a completely unfamiliar commander, the correct approach is to abandon analyzing the opponent's thinking and instead analyze the battle situation objectively based on existing information and intelligence before issuing commands.
He wasn't wrong, he definitely wasn't wrong.
But the previous arguments among the soldiers surged back into his mind, echoing in his ears. Amidst the chaotic arguments, he seemed to grasp something vaguely, but the intangible idea slipped through his fingers.
The Gelen forces were gradually closing in.
Although the effective range of Gelen's anti-reconnaissance devices was unknown, at this distance, all of the Alliance's ambushing mechs should have been exposed.
The few people in the command room couldn't help but glance sideways at Lian Sheng again.
Although they were all commanders with some experience, capable of maintaining relative calm in various sudden battle situations, they still felt nervous. Tension allowed them to perform better. Because of this, everyone's expression during command wasn't very pleasant.
Lian Sheng clearly wasn't. Even her nervousness was restrained.
Their impression of Lian Sheng, apart from the initial labels of "new recruit," "parachuted in," "strong background," "female," had gained a few more. Finally, through brief contact and tactical exchanges, they had a vague understanding.
This person's mind worked extremely fast. Of course, anyone in command had a fast mind, but this person seemed to revolve around your thoughts. No matter what you thought, she just had to take one step further at your landing point.
It felt like even if you were Sun Wukong, capable of somersaulting 108,000 li, she was the Buddha who could slap you down with a flip of her hand.
That day, she had said this.
The overall commander looked at her. "Rain, night, this is your best ambush time, and also the time I will be vigilant. Whatever ambush you plan, I will counter accordingly. Now, tell me your method."
Lian Sheng said, "With such advanced reconnaissance devices, ambushing troops is inadvisable. Even if ambushing, a certain distance must be maintained. If our forces cannot prevent their escape, all ambushes will eventually turn into pursuits. This is an undesirable outcome for the Alliance. However, precisely because of this, the detection system becomes a powerful assistant. Our judgment of the enemy is based on the detector. We trust the detector more than we trust our own eyes, don't we?"
The overall commander nodded. "Correct."
Lian Sheng: "Therefore, to conduct an effective and covert ambush, one only needs to deceive their detectors and relax their vigilance."
Seeing everyone looking at her, Lian Sheng pointed to the commanders' screens as a reminder.
Everyone lowered their heads slightly, nervously looking at various data. At the same time, they turned up the volume on their headsets to prevent missing comrades' information reports while zoning out. They kept one ear open to continue listening to her.
Lian Sheng said, "Since surprise tactics are not feasible, we can only breach the enemy's defenses through other methods. When is one most likely to feel satisfied, believe the battle is decided, and adopt conservative or aggressive attack methods?" Lian Sheng continued, "Perhaps, after repeatedly seeing through the opponent's tricks and gaining a tactical advantage. For an excellent commander, this number is generally greater than three. Or perhaps, when directly achieving a strong advantage in combat power, while believing they control the battle rhythm. In other words, when one holds a huge advantage, even if mentally still tense, unconsciously, the ability to collect and analyze information is already declining."
Lian Sheng paced slowly in the middle. "Actually, most strategies and techniques rely on exchange. It depends on what you can offer, and what you can still offer after giving something away. Whether negotiation or war, only by revealing one's weaknesses to the opponent can one more easily seize the opportunity for a comeback. And that weakness, no matter how clumsily revealed, how trivial, at least gives the opponent a sense of superiority, of being in control."
"For example, rainy day, same route, giving the opponent hope of catching you. Letting them continue attacking in the same way. Or, for example, a small force and a clumsy ambush, giving the opponent a chance to sneak attack and kill you." Lian Sheng smiled. "Even the most suspicious move, a harmless plate of meat placed before you, I think no one would refuse, right?"
The overall commander nodded. "I would turn to attack your ambush, but I would also remain vigilant because of it. Temporarily stay near the original position for mutual attacks. Before determining your objective, I won't pursue deeply. And I'm always prepared for counter-retreat. Tell me, how will you turn the tables? Request reinforcements? Or ambush from the rear."
"No." Lian Sheng looked at him. "At that point, you've already lost."
The overall commander froze.
"Because the line of sight looks forward. People habitually guard against attacks from the front and rear, but always tend to overlook two directions. One from above, one from below," Lian Sheng said. "For such an open field space, the only overhead threat is likely snipers. But whether aircraft, sniper mechs, or even ordinary humans with cannons, none can escape the detector's capture."
Lian Sheng pointed to the ground. "Something with no heat signature, no energy signature, undetectable by detectors. Requiring only a little water to explode—a bomb, currently buried beneath your feet."
The overall commander followed her finger, glanced at the ground, then looked back up at her.
The tense battlefield needed change. Regardless of whether the final result was positive or negative, as long as it changed, they had the option to continue advancing. So he was very tempted by this plan.
Lian Sheng was very confident. Her confidence didn't waver even when facing a commander she didn't know at all.
She wasn't guessing human nature, but interests. Only interests and advantages are most irresistible.
The setup began from the very start. From the moment the opponent prepared to attack, the entire trap was already set. Why not try? This crazy young person.
The overall commander said, "I can give you, provide the arrangements you need."
The commanders snapped back to attention, put on their headsets again, and found the deputy commander beside them tilting their head, also looking at the adjacent screen.
They pushed them. "Stop looking, analyze your data quickly!"
The deputy commander shrugged.
Their side was very safe; after all, none had a commander as audacious as Lian Sheng.
At this moment on the map, the Gelen soldiers chasing the two Alliance Fengyi had already crossed the Alliance's defensive line.
Just as the Gelen soldiers were preparing to turn and attack the three mechs guarding the flanks, those three mechs attacked first, launching a fierce assault from the front left.
Various types of artillery fire rained down on them as if free.
Counting this, it was the first time the Alliance had initiated an attack. The Gelen soldiers suddenly felt somewhat excited.
"Don't pursue deeply, I feel it's very strange. This ambush is set too obviously; there are likely more ambushes nearby." The Gelen commander frowned. "A1, retreat, confirm if enemy reinforcements are behind preparing to counter-encircle. A5, reconfirm detector data, anti-jamming data. Others remain at safe points temporarily, don't stray too far."
"How is the enemy aiming? Feels like scattershot? Doesn't seem like they're trying hard."
"Fighting while running, panicked? Seems like they mean to hit and run. Commander, should we wait for Team Two's support, or just go chase?"
"Feels like the enemy is playing us. We're being too careful, Commander! This isn't like their usual tactics."
The Gelen soldiers found the Alliance attack utterly unpredictable. Dodging left and right made it easier to end up under the enemy's cannon fire.
Even shooting with eyes closed would be better than them! Their previous strategy of not attacking was absolutely correct!
The Gelen commander hadn't spoken yet when the deputy commander's hand, resting on the data, paused. His expression turned serious. "Many heat signatures appearing below."
A soldier said, "The enemy has been bombarding constantly, isn't it normal to have heat signatures?"
"No, this is rainy weather!" the person said. "It's normal for heat signatures to appear briefly after artillery fire, but in rainy conditions, prolonged heat detection not dissipating but continuously strengthening should be coming from underground."
"Underground detection showed no reaction previously."
The Gelen commander leaned closer to the screen. Due to the color rendering from the artillery fire, the image transmission wasn't clear enough. And since everyone was moving rapidly, the afterimages were even blurrier. He squinted. "What are those things on the ground?"
"Sand and stones!" a soldier said, puzzled. "We've been passing through here for the past two days. Our artillery fire was dense; this area is almost flattened by us. The enemy didn't clear the miscellaneous stones and debris, probably trying to trip us."
Those gravel and stones were hastily covered on top, revealing a layer of waterproof paper. The waterproof paper shattered in the explosion, then flew everywhere with the blast wave, mixed with the gravel, and stuck to some rock with water.
Why put paper on top? What was underneath?
Under night vision, the specific color couldn't be distinguished at all. And without night vision, the dust kicked up by the explosion, along with the red light from the artillery fire, perfectly concealed its existence.
Simultaneously, due to the rain, the dust wasn't severe. The things underground, dampened by rain, stuck together.
"Should be something buried," the Gelen commander said. "That's likely quicklime. Everyone retreat! Exit the heat reaction zone! Retreat quickly!"
Quicklime encountering water rapidly heats up to over one hundred degrees Celsius.
Those things weren't buried very cleverly. Because the area they covered was vast and time was tight, the top layer of gravel wasn't deep enough.
If it were daytime... no, if their eyes could linger on that spot for just a moment longer, perhaps they would have noticed the anomaly.
But their gazes were all fixed on the opposing commander.
Bewildered by her motives, by her next move, by the discrepancy between detector results and enemy actions. And due to the cover of night and light colors, they directly ignored the most basic environment.
A soldier said, "Quicklime dissipates heat, but mechs are heat-resistant!"
"There are too many things that explode when heated but don't carry an energy signature!" the Gelen commander said. "Even if the lethality isn't high, pay attention to the mechs ambushing nearby! Activate your defense systems, prepare to withdraw!"
They reacted quickly, but unfortunately, the quicklime, catalyzed by the artillery fire, reacted even faster.
Zhao Zhuoluo and the others, along with the returning Ye Buqing and Cornell, had already brought out their weapons, preparing to counterattack.
Plus the sniper Fang Jianchen in the shadows, it was now six versus six.
The Gelen soldiers had already begun turning to retreat when several loud explosions erupted from underground. Flames shot up from below, explosions sounding one after another. The first explosion directly triggered the surrounding chain of traps. Only then did they realize how extensive this trap field was.
The Gelen army's mech shells weren't like the Alliance's new models. They used discarded materials, focused on lightning attacks, and never expected to rely on their defensive capabilities.
The modified bombs buried underneath, chosen to evade their detectors, exploded upon heating, but their lethality wasn't enough to directly disable their mechs.
However, the ubiquitous blast waves and explosions directly shook their center of gravity. Everyone couldn't stand stably, let alone escape.
And the dense, intensifying heat flow was clearly more terrifying than the explosions.
After the mechs were overturned and fell, sitting in the cockpit, they could already feel the heat transmitting inside. Even if the mech's internal wiring could withstand it, their bodies couldn't.
Zhao Zhuoluo raised his cannon and fired towards the target point.
The compressed heat wave, amplified by the opponent's rolling blast wave, grew stronger, lingering on the mech bodies for a long time.
Fang Jianchen hid far away, his top-down perspective clearly showing the positions of the several figures lying on the ground. Lu Mingyuan thoughtfully marked each enemy cockpit position with a large red X as a reminder.
Fang Jianchen took a deep breath and began firing.
In the rain, they used fire attacks.
At this time, the rain gradually lessened.
"Forward, intercept their second team," Lian Sheng said. "They should have another team coming from the other side. Go directly ahead to block them."
Ji Ban's side replied, "I've already reached their armory. Five mechs are guarding here. The enemy has spotted us but is hesitant, not approaching."
"Cheng Ze provide cover, you go up and destroy their armory." Lian Sheng checked the time. "You have three minutes, only three minutes. A new wave of reinforcements might arrive."
Cheng Ze drove his Heavy Armor forward, blocking the front. "How many did we just take down? Meaning even if my mech is scrapped now, it's not a loss, right?"
Lian Sheng said, "Mech scrapped isn't a loss, but staying alive counts as profit."
Ji Ban began transforming, moving at high speed in this rocky area, continuously approaching their armory. "I'll cover you, be careful. Aim for their armory. We leave in three minutes."
Gelen army reinforcements were highly likely dispatched from the two surrounding defensive points. So now, the forces on the left and right of this squad would be weakened.
The commanders on both sides, who had been observing the enemy and holding back, also understood this was an opportunity. While the Gelen squad was heavily damaged and panicked, unsure of the Alliance's situation and strategy, they could launch a quick attack.
Originally, the Alliance hadn't planned a major assault this night. But since three squads had gained an advantage, the overall commander simply took the opportunity for a tentative sweep.
Thus, using the opening created by Lian Sheng's squad, Alliance forces gradually gathered and pushed towards both sides.
Bombardment sounds continued throughout the night.
This was the largest direct confrontation since the standoff began in the Gelen border area.
The earth-shattering explosions and fiery flames directly illuminated half the sky above. Residents in areas hundreds of miles away also felt the battle situation here.
Whether for Barite, Maxwell, or the residents of Gelen, it was likely a sleepless night.
The entire command room didn't rest. Everyone remained tense, guiding the mech soldiers to respond. Due to the intensity and manpower shortage, there was no direct shift change in the latter half of the night. Instead, all soldiers were woken up. Those in good condition, confident, piloted mechs into battle. Simultaneously, the injured and substandard personnel were replaced.
As for the commanders, they weren't woken up at all, waiting for replacements the next day.
They also needed to ensure sufficient stamina.
The overhead lights shone down on everyone. Because the room had no windows, no one knew the current time of day.
The subsequent course of the battle basically had nothing to do with Lian Sheng anymore. She only needed to follow the overall commander's assigned points, guide her squad, choose the most reasonable positions, at the most suitable distances, for attack and ambush.
Worried about their stamina, Lian Sheng applied for a two-hour rest period for them midway.
It wasn't until the next morning, when the rain began to ease, the clouds parted revealing the sun, and dawn broke, that the battle situation gradually subsided.
In this age of advanced thermal weapons, everything seemed fast, including warfare.
Lu Mingyuan felt his eyes blurring, not far from going blind. He turned to see Lian Sheng stroking her chin in thought and asked, "Aren't you sleepy?"
Lian Sheng tilted her head. "Not sleepy. Can manage two days without sleep, but this screen and the brilliant lights are blinding me."
"Rows of code blind me." Lu Mingyuan raised his hand, fingers trembling. "And twitching too."
Zhou Shirui wasn't much better off.
Basically, starting from the latter half of the night, the constantly pressing fingers began to rebel, along with the wrists starting to go numb. Every character typed seemed to appear automatically; brain, fingers, eyes, all working separately.
Lian Sheng confirmed everyone's safety, telling them to retreat slowly and not rush.
"Start counting casualties now," the overall commander said, sitting in his chair. "The first batch members can go rest. Others, please endure a little longer."
He also stood up, preparing to hand over to the next overall commander.
Lian Sheng stood up and walked towards the door. Hundred Meter Flying Dagger happened to appear, coming to help with data statistics. He spotted Lian Sheng at first glance.
He pressed Lian Sheng's shoulder. "Wait, what's the situation? Why did it suddenly escalate so much? Weren't you just supposed to probe? Choosing the most unsuitable rainy day, at night, what was that for?"
"I did probe. After probing, the overall commander directly launched a sweeping attack," Lian Sheng said. "Opportunities are rare."
Both sides just lacked a fuse, and last night's fuse was finally lit.
The final battle situation was still unclear, but Lian Sheng felt the Alliance still held a certain advantage.
Lu Mingyuan and Zhou Shirui followed from behind.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger held Zhou Shirui's face, shocked. "My brother, what happened to you? Didn't your shift rotate at eight last night? It's already been over twelve hours."
Zhou Shirui pushed his hand away and shook his head.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger grabbed his hand again. "My brother! A data analyst's hands are so precious! Don't compare yourself to those rough brutes; deputy commanders are delicate, precious assets needing rest!"
The rough brutes behind him gritted their teeth.
Ji Ban was the closest to their main ship. The driver protecting him drove the vehicle carrying the control console back to the main ship, and Ji Ban came looking for Lian Sheng.
Lian Sheng, Lu Mingyuan, and the others were eating breakfast.
"I want your arm too now," Ji Ban chased after Lian Sheng. "It looks so powerful!"
Lian Sheng: "How was the fight yesterday? How did it feel?"
"Okay, just too sleepy. Because I usually sleep at eleven," Ji Ban rubbed his stomach. "Drank three cups of coffee yesterday, ate two pieces of bread, only then did I stay awake until now."
Everyone: "..."
Not long after, Zhao Zhuoluo and the others also returned.
They looked extremely tired. The real physical exertion, plus the high mental pressure, left them unwilling to say an extra word.
Ji Ban piloted remotely; Zhao Zhuoluo and the others experienced it up close.
The sounds, the flames of explosions, all surrounded them. Moving through the battlefield, enduring artillery fire that could come from anywhere, witnessing the loss of life. Even after returning, their state couldn't adjust immediately.
So, the entire table ate with trembling hands.
They ate with heads bowed, silently, focusing on their food. But from time to time, soldiers walked past, tired but still remembering to turn their heads to look at them.
This new elite squad was truly remarkable. Both the commander and the members were practically god-like. They detonated the entire district upon arrival.
But they weren't in the mood to chat either. After expressing their admiration and shock with a glance, they quickly left.
Next came the issue of battlefield cleanup. Logistics personnel brought their transport equipment to recover discarded cannons, mechs, etc., and also to welcome back comrades left on the battlefield.
The overall commander and officers comforted the troops' emotions, guarded against the enemy's next attack, while mobilizing and encouraging. And commendations.
In this sudden assault, both the Alliance and Gelen suffered huge losses. However, Gelen's equipment disadvantage was clearly exposed, making their outcome seem more tragic.
This time, the Alliance cooperated with Maxwell, dispatching most of the new model mechs. These new mechs far surpassed Gelen's old models in both defense and offense.
In terms of personnel casualties, the Alliance wasn't as severe as Barite. Moreover, during the later cleanup process, they even seized some enemy weapons.
They believed such battle results could solidify their cooperative relationship with Maxwell.
Next should be pursuing the victory, driving Barite's remaining forces out of this jurisdiction.
However, before they could act, Barite's side seemed to recognize their disadvantage and didn't want to waste more forces in this barren and unimportant area, quickly and proactively withdrawing.
Since the target had left, the Alliance soldiers also packed up, preparing to withdraw. However, they immediately received news.
Barite was merely redeploying forces. He was preparing to cut straight into the heartland, attacking Gelen's first and second districts.
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