The gray fog enveloped the No. 2 Military Station like a tide.

Due to the thick fog, the sky had already darkened before sunset.

The insect swarms surrounding the fortress seemed to be affected by the heavy fog, and their offensive was weakened a lot.

The Eagle Division, who were on the periphery to reinforce the insect swarms, had accumulated rich experience in the past two days and were fighting smoothly. However, they were also affected by the thick fog and had to stop and quickly retreated dozens of miles.

Their front is not too wide, and if the insect swarm takes advantage of the cover of the heavy fog to bypass both sides, they might be able to sneak attack them.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the fog is getting thicker and thicker.

Shrouded in thick fog, today's night seems to be particularly dark, and it's really hard to see.

In order to prevent enemy sneak attacks, the flares in the barracks almost never stopped, and one was fired every few minutes.

But when the flares hit the sky, the effect was extremely poor. In the past, their dazzling blue-white light could illuminate the entire camp, but now only those nearby could see its hazy halo.

Once you fly too high, you won't even be able to see this blurry halo.

The soldiers in the fortress felt like they were blind. They could hear the sounds of activities close at hand, but they couldn't see anyone at all.

This feeling was so strange that it made the soldiers standing in the bunker extremely nervous. At the slightest sign of trouble, a hail of bullets would immediately sweep over them.

Fortunately, the artillerymen had all marked the coordinates in advance, so they were able to fire artillery while looking at the map.

Even if they can't see with their eyes, they can accurately hit the shells into the required area, but they lack observation and calibration. The hit rate will be compromised.

The thick fog also brought huge difficulties to the supply work of the coalition war fortress.

Because the visibility was too low, the light of the anti-collision lights hung on the war fortress responsible for transporting supplies could only reach a few tens of meters.

In order to avoid collisions, the war fortresses can only fly in one by one like a blind man, unload the supplies, fly away, and then replace them with another one, which seriously affects the take-off and landing efficiency.

The thick fog has an impact on both warring parties. It seems that it has a greater impact on the human coalition forces. The entire fortress seems to be suffering from a high degree of myopia, making it inconvenient to do anything.

Lord Lorraine was in the headquarters. He could always hear intermittent and scattered gunfire coming from outside, occasionally mixed with the explosion of a few mortar shells - the only sound unaffected by the thick fog.

The telephones and telegraphs in the headquarters were ringing constantly, but no one was able to do anything about the thick fog.

The door to the headquarters was suddenly pushed open, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.

Immediately afterwards, Lester came in from outside, panting heavily.

Seeing this, Vera hurriedly stepped forward, diligently served her teacher a cup of hot tea, then stood behind Lester, knocking the old man's shoulders with a pair of soft fists.

The old man has been working hard recently.

Lester shook his shoulders comfortably, then picked up the hot tea cup. He took a slow sip and sighed: "What the hell is the weather~!"

Lord Lorraine sat opposite Lester and asked with concern: "How is the situation?"

Lester's face became solemn, he shook his head and said: "I walked around twice outside and found nothing unusual. I couldn't feel the breath of dark magic."

Lord Lorraine rubbed his frown and murmured: "So this heavy fog is caused naturally?"

But Lester shook his head again, put the tea cup on the table, and said seriously: "That's not necessarily true, that's where the unpredictable nature of magic lies.

As long as you take advantage of the situation and make reasonable use of the natural environment, a weak spell can cause huge changes in nature.

I remember...well, I remember. When you were fighting the orcs in Naian, you used a dam to store water and drowned tens of thousands of the enemy's troops at once. This is the reason."

In this regard, Lester is an expert. His title of Forbidden Curse Magister came from the fact that he used the cold weather to create a heavy snowfall at Maple Leaf Danlin City, and almost wiped out all the enemy troops who would invade.

He originally wanted to use this story just now, but he realized that it would not highlight the great image of Uncle Lei with boundless power, so he immediately changed his tune.

After hearing this, Lord Lorraine couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said, "So we can't rule out that the lichs did something."

Lester nodded, with a solemn expression, and said: "It's very likely that the Lich did it. Don't you think this fog is too coincidental?

Although I don’t know how the lich did it, it’s not easy to create such a heavy fog~!”

When he said this, he couldn't help but click his tongue, admiring those lichs for a while.

Sir Lorraine rolled his eyes at him angrily: This damn old academic master is so angry with his youth again. Now is not the time for academic discussions~!

He hesitated for a moment and asked unwillingly: "Is there really no way to disperse the fog?"

This heavy fog has made the human coalition forces blind. How can they still fight this battle?

Lester pondered for a moment and said: "This... I have to think about it again, think about it carefully..."

As he said that, he sat on the chair and frowned in thought.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the night sky outside the headquarters.

Listening to the rumbling sound, Lorraine keenly judged that a large group of war fortresses were approaching from the air~!

It is certain that this is not a coalition flying force. The coalition's war fortresses were all evacuated due to the heavy fog. Even those flying on a supply transport mission were flying cautiously. They would never be so rampant.

Apparently, the Lich’s war fortress took advantage of the thick fog to attack again~!

Immediately afterwards, a rapid alarm bell was heard ringing in the camp, reminding the soldiers in the fortress to avoid the air raid.

The officers' roars also followed.

"Air raid, pay attention to air raid."

"Everyone who enters a bomb shelter must enter a bomb shelter."

"Drag the cannon into the bunker."

"Everyone please stay out."

"..."

Lorraine walked quickly to the door of the underground headquarters, but could see nothing but deep darkness. She could only hear various chaotic sounds coming from far or near.

Fortunately, after experiencing the sneak attack last night, Lord Lorraine learned from the pain and ordered the defenders to formulate targeted measures to prevent the lich from attacking again in the future. At the same time, he also reinforced the semi-underground warehouse in the fortress to prevent them from being attacked again.

It collapsed.

Because in the past, the coalition forces always used air superiority to bomb others. Except for the defense battle of Ruman City and the air battle of Maple Leaf Danlin, they were rarely chased and bombed by the undead.

Although the staff department has issued repeated orders to the soldiers to strengthen their air defense awareness, these bastards all know that the coalition has superior air power, and the overall air defense awareness is not strong.

Many officers were completely indifferent to this. Even Lord Luo himself only mentioned a few words - after all, the enemy's war fortress had never appeared above the heads of the coalition forces. If Lord Luo was always surprised,

At first glance, if you ask them to strengthen their defenses, they will become the child who keeps shouting 'Wolf'.

That's why they panicked when they were suddenly attacked by an air raid last night.

It's different now. After being taught a lesson by the enemy's war fortress, the soldiers in the fortress all know where to go and what to do when the air raid comes.

The criss-crossing communication trenches in the fortress also facilitated soldiers to move quickly in the dark where they could not see clearly.

'Boom, boom boom...'

The dark spells of the magic cannons of the Undead War Fortress hit the ground one after another, making a special muffled sound. The sound of splashing stones echoed with the roar of the War Fortress, but it did not cause the soldiers to scream.

Lord Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the soldiers had done a good job.

For a fortress like No. 2 Military Station, it is impossible to destroy it with magic cannons - especially magic cannons with dark spells.

A large number of permanent underground and semi-underground fortresses were built with cement in the fortress. The dark spell of the magic cannon is very lethal to living things, but for this kind of solid stone, steel bars do not have much effect.

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When the air raid first started, the Liches were still cautious, circling the No. 2 Military Station from a distance, and many magic cannons were fired outside the fortress.

They also feared the anti-aircraft firepower inside the fortress and the coalition flying units, especially the Eagle fighter wing.

The Liches had suffered heavy losses at the hands of the Eagle Fighter Wing. Those weird-looking little war fortresses were fast and flexible, disappearing and disappearing in the sky like streaks of lightning.

Always attack from a position invisible to the Undead War Fortress, from the bottom, right on top, behind...

Moreover, they hit and run, and the lichs had no way to fight back. They could only suffer and be tortured to death by that hateful little thing.

So much so that Liches and Dark Mages have developed a phobia towards the Eagle, to the point where they turn around and run away whenever they see an Eagle fighter jet appear in the sky.

The only thing the Liches are thankful for is that although the Eagle fighter jets are flexible and have powerful firepower, their range is limited and they cannot stray too far from the supply base. Therefore, as long as they escape within a certain range, they will rarely continue to pursue them.

However, the lichs waited in panic for half an hour and never saw the shadow of the coalition flying troops, and their courage gradually relaxed.

The flying altitude of the Undead War Fortress is getting lower and lower, and more and more dark spells are being cast in the fortress.

Lord Lorraine had been standing at the entrance of the command post and listening carefully to the movements outside, silently counting the number of dark spells falling in the fortress, but he couldn't count them when they reached more than a hundred.

There are so many dark spells falling on the fortress at the same time that they can no longer be counted.

"Report, the outer insect swarm is attacking again." After receiving the call, the staff officer loudly reported to Lord Lorraine.

Lorraine said without looking back: "I know, tell them to hold on, and send reinforcements if the situation is in danger."

The staff officer agreed, and then loudly issued orders into the microphone.

There are enough reserves in the fortress to fill the holes in front, but the lichs above are really annoying.

"The Eagle Wing is calling, requesting to take off to join the battle." Another staff officer shouted.

His words immediately attracted everyone's attention. The people in the headquarters looked at Lord Lorraine eagerly, waiting for the boss's order. It was not an easy thing to be bombed like this all the time.

Lord Lorraine thought for a moment, walked up to Lester and said, "Isn't the lich's vision unaffected by the fog?"

Lester shook his head and said: "Although lichs have the ability to perceive dark vision and mana fluctuations, their vision is the same as ours. They all need light.
To be continued...