I can upgrade the shelter-Chapter 756 - 654: Current Situation at the Frontline

With the operation of the first logistics base in the North Sea, the supplies it produces are continuously being transported to the frontlines through small transport Land Ships. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

As the supplies they carry are delivered to the frontlines, these small Land Ships instantly became the most popular presence among the frontline troops.

Their every appearance evokes cheers from everyone on the front defense line even more than the welcome they previously had for the Guardian Land Ships providing fire support for them, much like a philanderer favoring new over old, there’s always a new wife replacing the original one.

But jokes aside, the small transport Land Ships delivering logistics supplies are indeed more popular due to their frequent appearances and their ability to provide morale-boosting supplies, far surpassing the Guardian Land Ships that only occasionally appear to save the day when the defense line is precarious.

After all, Flame Country only invested in three Guardian Land Ships accompanying the aid fleet to Europe at the European Defense Line, as well as the carrier-based aircraft from the Land Ship carriers.

Although the effective combat attack range of the carriers can reach a radius of one thousand kilometers, the limited number of ships and carrier-based aircraft is undoubtedly far insufficient compared to the numerous targets needing support and strikes along the long defense line.

This has resulted in frontline personnel having a far lower chance of receiving air fire support than of getting supplies delivered by transport Land Ships.

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Bob is an ordinary sergeant in the English Army, responsible with his unit for guarding a fire point located in the mountainous midsection of the defense line.

This fire point is the most important strategic support on this segment of the defense line, aside from Bob’s unit guarding the fire point, there’s also a mechanized infantry battalion from France and an infantry battalion from Italy deployed on their flanks.

Named as a fire point, in reality, this has been built into a sturdy bunker or rather a semi-underground fortress.

Besides Bob’s unit which is responsible for guarding, there is also an artillery company providing fire support for the whole segment of the defense line.

It is also the logistics supply center for everyone along the defense line, storing all their supplies; soldiers rotated out can eat, rest, and sleep here, then after preparing their weapons, throw themselves back into battle.

Without this fire point, they’d have no choice but to stay in trenches they’ve dug themselves in the sub-zero temperatures, shivering and gnawing on frozen hard food, instead of still being able to have a mouthful of hot soup to warm their bodies thoroughly frozen over.

The frontline environment is indeed harsh, and recently, supplies have become increasingly scarce, with less and less to eat apart from the relatively abundant ammunition.

Bob and a few comrades even considered whether they might let an alien creature cross the defense line and slaughter it to get some meat.

Of course, their thoughts didn’t materialize, not because they couldn’t do it, but because Flame Country’s aid fleet arrived, bringing them firepower support and new supplies.

This undoubtedly greatly changed the situation on the front lines, keeping Bob and his comrades from actually needing to catch alien creatures for food, and their logistics officer no longer had to repeatedly plead like begging for a bit more food from the supply delivery teams.

Although the supply situation has greatly improved, prolonged combat still brought numerous effects and issues.

Equipment damage, personnel casualties, logistics supply shortages once led to extreme morale lows on the front lines.

If it weren’t known that failing to hold their ground meant extinction for humanity and that the aliens wouldn’t accept surrender, they might have long quit.

"Hey, Bob, any food left? I’ll trade you this." Another rotation happened, and Bob, along with a few comrades, left the frontline trench and returned to the warmth of the fortress, his comrade urgently sought food from Bob.

Perhaps because of having a Flame Country roommate during university, Bob developed a habit of frequently carrying food on him.

Back then it was to prevent hunger when his Flame Country roommate cooked, now it became a real lifesaver.

After all, having food in your pocket in such an environment can truly save your life.

Hearing his comrade’s inquiry, Bob felt around himself and pulled out an energy bar, the most popular item from the last batch of supplies delivered by Flame Country, though unfortunately not numerous; this was Bob’s last one.

"This is the last one." He tossed the energy bar to his comrade and received in return half a pack of homemade cigarettes that he glanced at briefly before pocketing.

Despite being comrades capable of taking bullets for each other, these foods have long become very stable hard currency, even if Bob and the others can only trade among comrades or exchange for other items with the supply teams.

For instance, the half-pack of homemade cigarettes thrown to him by his comrade was traded with the supply team; even though this stuff was just rolled with paper around some unknown leaves dried, it suffices for grunts like Bob.

"Come to think of it, today should be the supply delivery day, right?" Bob asked his comrade who was nibbling on the energy bar.

While the frontline consumes a large amount of ammunition daily, even if food supplies are inadequate, ammunition supplies are still guaranteed; supply teams regularly deliver supplies without delay.

"Yeah, wonder how much food they’ll bring this time. If you ask me, they should leave all logistics to the Flame Country people; they excel in farming!" Bob’s comrade boasted of his experiences: "Tell you what, when I was fighting in the Middle East before, I saw Flame Country’s peacekeeping troops. You know, they even cultivated wasteland around their barracks to grow vegetables! In the Middle East where sand is everywhere!"

Hearing his comrade’s words, Bob suddenly missed the taste of the vegetable salad his mom used to make. Ever since this damn disaster struck, with England abandoning its homeland, Bob seldom has fresh vegetables.

"Do you think today’s supplies will have fresh vegetables? I heard Flame Country built greenhouses..." Just as Bob and his comrade were chatting, a huge roar interrupted their conversation.

A small transport Land Ship had already flown to the sky above this fire point, slowly descending.

Upon seeing the transport Land Ship’s silhouette appear, everyone at the fire point and all along the defensive line able to see here cheered spontaneously.

They knew, the arrival of the Land Ship meant they could get quite abundant food supplies today, not just artillery shells from the supply team.