Armor-Piercing Munition: Face Me, Carbon-Based Monster!
Chapter 150 - 51: Cramming at the Last Minute

Chapter 150: Chapter 51: Cramming at the Last Minute

"Two Holy Blood warriors have appeared ahead! They’re moving fast! They’ve already gotten within 100 meters of the machine gun position. Take prompt action!"

"On the left, Mechanical God Sect’s Church Protection Army artillery has appeared. They’re using two heavy cannons to bombard our position. The entire 50-meter blast radius is a kill zone. Everyone, take cover!"

"Under the cover of artillery fire, the Holy Blood warriors have charged into our position! Huang Qi and Huang Yue are down, put down your weapons, everyone else act swiftly!"

"The enemy shooting formation has moved within range and smashed our first line of defense. All combat personnel on the first line are down, everyone else fortify the defenses quickly!"

"We’re running low on ammunition for the defense line. Logistics personnel, get the ammo up here fast!"

...

In Yellow Stone City, Huang Yu was calmly issuing orders.

Thus, with his commands, all the combat personnel kept hustling, swapping weapons, and mimicking the "bang bang" sound of gunfire with their mouths, simulating a battle where they couldn’t actually see the enemy.

The scene was quite amusing, even the kids watching couldn’t resist joining in, weaving between the gunfire with simple directives to transport ammunition and evacuate the injured.

---- But the problem was, this kind of "amusement" was only for the onlookers.

For those truly immersed in this impromptu exercise, it was far from "amusing."

Physical exhaustion was a minor issue; after all, food supplies had suddenly increased, and everyone’s physical condition was rapidly recovering.

The real struggle was the extreme exercise conditions set by Huang Yu.

During dinner break, everyone gathered around Huang Yu, venting their doubts and dissatisfaction.

The loudest among them took a big swig of water, then shouted at Huang Yu:

"I say, Captain, exercises are one thing, but shouldn’t the exercise goals at least be reasonable?"

"What kind of thing just suddenly has heavy artillery? Last time, the Holy Temple Guard only had two cannons, are you saying this time they can mobilize an entire Guard Brigade?"

"Exactly!"

As the man finished speaking, others immediately chimed in:

"Having Holy Blood warriors suddenly appear 100 meters before the machine gun position is far-fetched. What, are they invisible? Or did they just dig through the ground?"

"We may not have the same equipment as the commanders, but we’re not blind!"

"Does this vast lake not exist? How did the Holy Blood warriors get so close to us unnoticed?"

"This is unfair; real battles would never have such scenarios!"

"Right! And the conditions are way too harsh, I barely picked up a gun and was already told I was blown up by heavy artillery, like the shells were deliberately aimed at me."

"At least you should tell us where the shells would land so we could react accordingly, right?"

"Right now, knowing nothing, aren’t we just relying on luck?"

"Exactly, this exercise is so careless, it makes no sense at all... what’s the point of this exercise...?"

...

The crowd was clearly agitated; obviously, they were frustrated by Huang Yu in the recent exercise.

Because the result of the exercise was that Yellow Stone City’s garrison was completely wiped out.

But such a result was unacceptable to many.

Not to mention anything else, your judgment criteria were simply unreasonable!

Honestly, in real battle with the commanders, I could still manage to take out one or two Holy Blood warriors in close combat, but now you tell me I’m dead as soon as they get within 30 meters?

Where would you find Holy Blood warriors like this? No matter how strong they are, they can’t be that powerful!

Everyone believed that the exercise ended this way because Huang Yu didn’t understand the enemy or the battlefield.

Total annihilation wasn’t the true outcome; it was simply the outcome Huang Yu wanted.

So, among the crowd, there were voices asking Huang Yu not to direct the next exercise but to let someone with more battle experience take over.

But Huang Yu ignored these voices.

He just raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and calmly said:

"The commanders told all of us one thing, which is to prepare for the worst in facing the enemy."

"What we’re doing in this exercise is precisely that: expecting the worst from the enemy."

"The things you say are unreasonable, but think about it, are they really that unreasonable?"

"You say you can fight back against the Holy Blood, but can you really survive within 30 meters?"

"And why would I tell you where the shells will land? Would Mechanical God Sect tell you the impact points if they really attacked?"

After he finished, everyone fell silent.

After a long pause, someone finally spoke up again:

"But this kind of exercise is still unreasonable, we haven’t practiced anything properly, all we did was listen to you calling out names... "

Upon hearing this, a mysterious smile appeared on Huang Yu’s face.

He coughed lightly and then said:

"Don’t worry, you die first this round, but I guarantee Huang Ze dies first in the next round."

"With just over 40 people, don’t you think I know how to make sure you all get a turn?"

"Damn!"

Nearby, a man named Huang Ze cursed helplessly, but clearly, he didn’t have any way to deal with Huang Yu.

You’ve made up your mind to play this way, so what can you do?