HBWnovel Chapter 1838 Daytime Meteor
Chapter 1838 Daytime Meteor
Ibelin's camel caravan is resting and recuperating.
Unbeknownst to him, the National Defense Forces naval fleet was remaining silent in the underground river beneath his feet.
They've been here for two days.
They determined their location via satellite, after which they were in contact with the Ibelin army on the ground.
The naval fleet began to move its position, ensuring it was far away from Ibelin's army.
Ibelin was clever; he knew the IDF would conduct long-range strikes and aerial bombardments.
So he broke up his entire army.
The number of people at each outpost shall not exceed 200.
This ensures that the troops are not destroyed by the bombing of the National Defense Forces.
The National Defense Forces don't care about all that.
They'll bomb anything they can find.
Ibelin dismantled the army.
They successfully avoided being wiped out by a single artillery barrage from the National Defense Forces.
What they didn't know was...
The strikes from the National Defense Forces have not yet truly begun...
After watching the boy leave, Ibelin began writing down her plans in her notebook.
He ultimately decided to carry out the plan that would enrage the National Defense Forces.
Only by completely pulling the National Defense Forces into the vast desert can we achieve this.
Only then can they expose the weaknesses of the National Defense Force.
This mission was very dangerous; the people sent out might not come back, or they might even be brutally killed by the National Defense Forces.
But these people were actually there to torture and kill the National Defense Forces.
It's a case of tit for tat.
Ibelin grew increasingly cold-blooded, but he still retained a shred of conscience.
He knew he couldn't defeat the National Defense Force.
But he had to fight one last time for the dwarves.
He would rather die singing than live a life of dishonor.
The time soon came to noon.
It was the hottest time of day in the desert.
The rebel soldiers in Ibelin were all staying in the shade to avoid the heat.
Going out in this temperature under the blazing sun is practically suicide.
Therefore, the rebels never moved during the midday hours.
They are very smart.
The boy who had been there earlier was carrying a bowl of seaweed soup as he entered Ibelin's tent.
Ibelin was still working, writing down his military plans in his notebook.
The boy brought the bowl of soup to Ibelin.
Ibelin smiled slightly and then took the soup.
"Seaweed soup? Have you had some? These cooks of theirs don't even know how to make mung bean soup. It's getting hotter and hotter these days, and many soldiers are getting heatstroke..."
Ibelin couldn't help but complain.
But having soup is better than nothing, so after thanking them, Ibelin drank it all in two gulps.
"It's good that the general drank it!"
The boy's words instantly stopped Ibelin from laughing.
"You need to understand that before you express gratitude, you must first take care of yourself."
Your benefactors helped you not out of any expectation of repayment. They will only accept your gratitude if you are doing well yourself, understand?
Ibelin's words made the boy lower his head.
"Alright, hurry up and drink your soup, or you won't be able to get any later. If there are too many people, just say I asked you to come and get the soup."
After Ibelin finished speaking, he waved his hand, signaling the boy to leave.
The boy then put away the soup bowl and prepared to leave.
However, as soon as he stepped out of the tent, the boy froze, and the bowl fell to the ground with a loud thud.
Upon hearing this, Ibelin looked up immediately and asked the absent-minded boy a question.
"What happened? Are you suffering from heatstroke?"
"No, General, look!"
The boy said in a trembling voice, then pointed to the air.
"The National Defense Forces are bombing again? Come with me underground..."
Ibelin then led the boy to the air-raid shelter.
But he was stunned the next second.
There were no bombers in the air at that moment.
Instead, there was only one white spot of light.
Moreover, this white light spot is getting brighter and brighter.
What is this thing?
This question remained in Ibelin's mind.
The boy also had this question in his mind.
Many people in the camp also saw the shooting star in the sky.
"Quick, look what that is!"
"Is it a shooting star?"
"Can we make a wish?"
The dwarven resistance forces within the camp reacted differently to the arrival of this "shooting star".
Some people, however, hold a pessimistic view.
"Could this be a new weapon for the National Defense Forces?"
"How is that possible? How could the National Defense Force possibly have meteors..."
The rebel was stunned before he could finish speaking.
Because it seems the defense forces really do have space weapons...
Their warships can fly, so what's so surprising about them having space weapons?
The soldiers were all stunned.
And at this moment, on the edge of the great desert.
Goodrich was staring at the shooting star in the sky through his telescope.
He knew, of course, that it was a missile launched by Pilchette.
Moreover, it's the latest model of mushroom bomb.
Although mushrooms are no longer used, or even used very rarely now.
However, Pierce's scientists continued to relentlessly update and iterate on the mushroom bomb technology.
All I can say is that I'm terrified of being poor...
Or perhaps the memory of being beaten was etched into their very being.
Now we've finally mastered this ultimate weapon.
They wish they could give one to every ordinary person.
The common people of Da Yan: This thing is not to be shared! If you mess with it, it could blow up your own house!
The meteor drew closer and closer, soon reaching the skies above the depths of the desert.
As the thing drew closer, the dwarven rebels finally realized what was happening.
No! That's not a shooting star!