Chapter 1847 Sector 1

Chapter 1847 Sector 1

Davey sat in knee-deep sense, listening to every word and order given to him. "You Sprouts are in luck! Your majesty will be the one commanding our units today!" The leader spat his words out with a proud look in his eyes. "Pay attention Sprouts, perhaps you'll be able to learn anything or 2 from the greatest Soldier Baymard has ever seen!" Of course he was talking about his Majesty Landon. Many Sprouts subconsciously nodded in nervous moods, already overwhelmed by the unexpected tasks. Seeing their commander head towards the front of the vehicle, many already hurled together, checking their magazines once more. Seeing the live ammunition, some again nodded that everything was in order. "I… Is this… We are really going in there to fight?" Unlike Davey, some newly accepted Sprouters had never been on missions before. So don't blame them for sweating excessively. For them, up until now, they have only shot in training grounds when using live ammunition. Drive the body to shit on the battlefield, smashing crazily? Isn't that some plot that only appears in their dreams? Boom! An explosive noise echoed in their minds, with many now feeling they have truly become men! Some ladies also felt proud at the thought of becoming strong women! Well, all they knew was that they were going into the Dome of The Fierce for a rescue and retrieve mission. But even now, the complete details haven't been given to them. Everyone clenched their fists, knowing it was their duty as Special Forces to see beyond what the ordinary couldn't. With such a big move that even pills out his majesty to participate, it shows that the mission is very deadly. How many enemies will they face? If things go left, how long before backup arrives? .
A veteran massaged his weapon while staring at the group of newbies, "Discuss!" "Report," A girl quickly took the stage. "Location: Dome for the Fierce. Mission: Rescue and Retrieve. Rescue hints at our goals being living things. Humans or animals." The girl paused, "There are 2 possibilities: Retrieving Comrades or retrieving Civilians."
They might be the 5th group to go on, acting as the rescue team for those before them, or they might be the first. For now, nothing is completely clear to them yet. The veterans nodded. "The specific number of creatures we will meet is unknown, but it won't be less than 200."
What? 200? Davey felt that was one large number. These weren't 200 enemy knights, but 200 enemy beasts with strange strengths. And don't get them started on the man-eating, blood-sucking, poison-inducing planet they might meet in the way. "My guess is that we will be parachuting in," another Sprouters added. Indeed, it would make sense for them to parachute in where they need to, before sending a signal for choppers to take them out of the hell hole. However, the veterans gave each other tactful stares, neither one agreeing with what the Sprouter said. .
Eh? Davey was shocked, feeling his sense of panic increase. "Why?" He blurted out. Why is what his comrade said wrong? A veteran woman with an eye pack and perky bosoms, sitting crossed legged, now leaned forward with a stoic expression. "With the walls around the forest, shouldn't we have called it the Circle of Fear instead?... Why do you think we call it The DOME Of Fear?" Davey and many other Sprouters suddenly became clever. "The air space!!"
Could it be that parachuting down was alone to parachuting to death? If so, then just how crazy was this Come for Fear? "Listen well…" Another veteran interjected.
His eyes were cold, and his aura stern. "As part of the special forces, reading between the lines and seeking clues is what you must note and be aware of at all times." From the moment they first heard the words tears back, they had already had a hunch the air space had issues. It was only after taking missions into the crazy forest, did they know their guesses were right. As Sprouters, you must pick up every little detail and piece it all up together. Davey and the other Sprouters suddenly woke up from their stupor, taking this matter even more seriously than before. They again went through everything their leader said earlier, trying to look. For as many clues as they could. "The issue isn't so much leaving the chopper and jumping off it… but reaching a certain height level after your descent." A veteran raised his hands, demonstrating with his fingers, what happens when they reach a certain level close to the trees. .
Grawl!!! The veteran mimicked the frightened sounds from the many beasts, as well as showed a chunk board of fingers reaching for the parachute's legs and entire body. Davey Holmes swore he swore over 20 beasts jump from trees just to divide the parachute's falling body. They can also snipe down some of these creatures from a distance, but more always come minutes after the rest are killed. Plus, it's a waste of ammunition to keep going at it forever. Do you know how many creatures are all enclosed in this enormous space? Bear in mind that the entire forest zone was Akin to 2 massive cities joined together. Look at Earth for example. Imagine New York City and Los Angeles grouped together as one. Do you know how massive each of those cities were? And now, don't forget that Hertfilia was 4 times bigger than Earth. Its cities were also almost 2 times larger in size than average cities. In fact, even the villages here weren't as small as one would think I'm terms of landmass. So imagine New York and L.A joined and doubled? Landon did this to make sure the creatures had enough space to kill themselves and grow in, legs they got tempted to ever leave the dome. That place inside was huge! There were hills, mountains, ravines, you name it! That place was like a prehistoric site, left just for these creatures to roam. .
That said, with all everyone knew… it was clear that they wouldn't be using the chopper. Nope… They will have to go in via road! Gulp~
Already, Davey knew the mission would take no more than 4 days to complete. And before everyone knew it, they were already standing before The Dome of the Fierce, Sector 1.
"Prepare to engage!!!"