Thanks to the development of information transmission technology, less than two hours after the battle that broke out at the "test drive ceremony", the relevant information had been transmitted from Floating Ice Harbor to Togras Fortress hundreds of kilometers away.

"So, Captain Perez exchanged his life for the target's trump card, and then the boy from Huangquan picked up the bargain?"

"Yes, according to the on-site observation report, the target used the Iron Man Captain's armor to open the eighth door overload mode, and then slashed two swords in a row. Captain Perez made a mistake in his judgment and was killed by the target."

"Then the boy from Huangquan took advantage of the target's armor being paralyzed and sniped the target... By the way, is the target dead?"

"The medical officers of the Federal Army rescued the target, but the target was too seriously injured and the rescue was ineffective. The body had been sent back to the federal government for burial."

"... That's good. Although it did allow that kid to take advantage of our military headquarters, no matter what, he gave us a stop loss. Judging from the battle report, the target's armor control ability is far beyond our imagination. If such a person appears on the battlefield with the federal armored troops, we may have lost a lot of excellent soldiers."

"Then how do you report this matter to the higher authorities?"

"Report it truthfully."

...

...

Rinfeng Plain, East Three Districts, Dead Wood Forest.

As the ashes expected, the cavalry of the Northern Federation stopped at the edge of the forest, rolled over and dismounted, and hiked into the forest.

The branches are growing in this dead wood forest, and there are a large number of shrubs filling the gaps between trees. There is no space for horse riding. The paths opened by Ash and the others can only accommodate one person. In desperation, these cavalry could only tie their mounts outside the forest.

"Report! Three newly opened trails were found ahead, and they should be left by the goal!" The scout who was walking in front turned around and shouted loudly.

“Does there be footprints?”

"All of them, they might have fled in dispersion!"

"Squad 1,2,3, and 3, and 4,5, and 6, and 7, and 7, and 10 are on standby." The officers in the team immediately issued an order, and the more than 10 soldiers were immediately divided into four groups. Except for ten people who stayed in place, each of the other three groups was composed of three teams of ten people, and they touched them little by little towards the three paths reserved by the ashes.

But after less than five minutes of walking along these three roads, these three forks actually connected to the same end point. In front of them, four forks appeared.

After hesitating a little, the officer reassigned a team, leaving a team to stay where they were, and the other eight teams were grouped in groups, each responsible for exploring a fork.

According to the information obtained before, there should be only two to three agents from the Rhine Empire in the target, plus almost the same number of civilians, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, the two squads of ten still have an overwhelming advantage.

...

Notts is the leader of the first team, and is also a master in the entire team whose combat effectiveness is second only to that of the centurion. In his opinion, there is no need to merge the two teams. This is really too high-looking at the fugitives. This is different from the 710th Scout Squad, which was completely destroyed in the farmhouse. Most of the 710th Scout Squad are recruits in one year, and the leader in the team is just a three-year low-level non-commissioned officer. But they are different. More than half of the people in this cavalry unit are veterans who participated in the last cross-sea battle. These veterans have rich combat experience and extremely high tactical qualities. Moreover, their hands are covered with blood. They will not spit out everything in their stomachs just like recruits when they see corpses blown up by shells. For them, killing is as natural as eating and sleeping.

"Sergey, do you think we can meet that group of people?" Notts asked, holding a scimitar in one hand and a short gun in the other. He turned his head and went to a strong man behind who was a little taller than him.

Sergei was the leader of the second team. Although this big guy looked a little fierce, he was actually a very honest and honest person who obeyed the orders of his superiors. Although his mind was a little unsmart, he was a trustworthy comrade.

The last time Noz and Sergey attacked the North Coast, they were soldiers from the same squad. After the war, both were promoted to a certain extent and were still in the same corps.

"I don't know." Sergei replied in a muffled voice, "Maybe we will run a while and we will run into several other teams."

"It is impossible... the other party has only a few people. It is already surprising that they can open up so many forks in the forest in such a short time. They can't play any tricks. It's just their dying struggle." Notts said disdainfully. Unfortunately, the cavalry scimitars they equipped are not suitable for cutting down trees. The colonel did not allow them to burn the entire forest in order to "protect" the civilians, otherwise the search would be easier.

"Brother Notts...there are traces left by the enemy here!" a young soldier suddenly shouted.

"Don't call me elder brother in the army, call me sir!" Notts cursed, but his tone was not very strict. He brought this young soldier from his tribe and had a blood relationship with him. He could barely be regarded as a distant younger brother.

"It's...Nuo...Sir! I found some traces!" Before joining the army, this soldier was once one of the best hunters in the tribe of Notts. It was not an easy task to find traces of prey on the frozen soil covered with ice and snow all year round.

“What trace?”

"It seems that the enemy did not continue walking along this path," the soldier stood in front of a half-man-high shrub. "The branches of the shrub here have broken marks, and this one is left on it."

The soldier spread his palms and there were a few strands of fabric fibers that were difficult to detect with his naked eyes.

"You mean, they actually got into this bush?" Notts walked to the bush and looked inside. The density of this bush was relatively sparse, and it seemed that there was no big problem to get into the bush.

"Well... let's do it, Sergei, you take your squad and continue to move forward. I take my men from the bushes, so that no matter which direction they escape, they will not escape from our palms." Notts thought for a while and said.

"Isn't that good? What if one of us encounters an ambush, or the enemy sets up a trap or something..." Sergei's eyes showed a hint of hesitation.
Chapter completed!