The armored train roared forward through the mountains, and when the searching insect swarm descended from the sky, a dense barrage of gunfire erupted from the train. Firelight covered the train like a spiked armor, pulverizing the approaching insect swarm into fragments.
The remnants of juice and blood fell on the mountain forest foliage as they traveled along, having encountered countless similar attacks, but fortunately, they were never large enough to stop the advance of this armored train.
In the afternoon, the black-grey troops marched across the land, and when they reached the signal's transmission site by evening, they found piles of burnt insect corpses stacked like mountains. The land for kilometers around was blackened by decayed flesh, and the air was thick with the acrid smell of burning.
Walking among these insect corpses and black tar, the foul stench and remnants made it unimaginable what kind of fierce battle had taken place here.
