The Ultimate War Of The Apocalypse-Chapter 402 - 395 Here is the Front Line

At dawn, Spark Squad set out eastward.

The White Nile River was to the east, no more than thirty kilometers away. At a normal pace, it would take at most one hour to get there, but there was a road on the western bank of the White Nile River.

For Spark Squad, who needed to cross the river covertly, having a road was not a good thing.

However, both Malakal City and Malut were on the eastern bank of the river, and since there was almost no infrastructure here, these two cities along the river were not distributed on both banks like in other parts of the world. Instead, they were only on the eastern bank.

In that case, the road running parallel to the river on the western bank should be devoid of vehicles and pedestrians, which reduced the chances of Spark Squad being discovered. However, once they crossed the river, the probability of being spotted would increase significantly.

The risk of exposure increased after crossing the river, and Spark Squad also lost all their vehicles. If they indeed encountered the Sanitation Worker, escaping would naturally become much more difficult.

As for being discovered by the enemy, Gao Yuan hadn’t given it much thought. With Spark Squad’s current capabilities, being discovered by the enemy meant complete failure.

Spark Squad didn’t have many members, but it brought together some of the finest individuals in the world—an undeniable fact for Gao Yuan.

The lead off-road vehicle came to a stop, then two members of the Egg Bomb Squad got out and quickly ran forward. The vehicles behind, seeing the action of the lead car, all stopped in turn. If the members up front signaled danger, these vehicles would rapidly disperse in all directions, seeking suitable places to hide.

Ralph was one of the two who had gotten out to reconnoiter. They must have spotted tracks on the road. Ralph and his subordinate paused only briefly before Ralph instantly turned around, crossing his hands in front of him.

That sign meant to stop advancing and immediately take cover.

Gao Yuan, who was looking through binoculars, immediately said, "Take cover!"

Song Qian quickly drove his vehicle towards a nearby tree. However, there was no forest here, and the distance between each tree was quite large—it was the classic Sparse-Tree Grassland, not a forest suitable for concealment.

If they used the radio to ask what had been found, the enemy could potentially intercept the signal. While codes and ciphers could prevent the enemy from understanding the message, just detecting the radio signal was an indication of their position. Hence, Spark Squad had to maintain radio silence at the moment.

Ralph raised his arms and swung them vigorously forward, prompting Song Qian to immediately turn the vehicle around and head back the way they had come.

After retreating two kilometers, there was a relatively dense patch of forest where the convoy finally stopped.

Everyone except the drivers got out of the vehicles and prepared for combat since the need for an urgent retreat meant that the enemy couldn’t be far away.

Ralph and his subordinate had already returned. They didn’t take long, quickly making their way back and retreating to the woods with the others.

"What’s the situation?"

Ralph’s expression was grave as he spoke softly, "A major road, and there are tracks of heavy equipment on it, very dense and freshly made."

If the Sanitation Worker had taken control of the two cities on the right bank, that is the western side, then the vehicle traffic between these two cities should also be on the right side—not on the left side where Gao Yuan and his team were.

An anomaly in war is always a sign of trouble. If anything unusual is discovered, there’s definitely something wrong.

Sirte furrowed his brow, entering a contemplative state.

Gao Yuan looked at the map, which showed the road only connecting Malakal and Malut. If there was frequent vehicle traffic here, then it could only be moving between these two cities.

This was Africa—immense and sparsely populated. Many city-dwellers can’t imagine what it’s like to go tens, even hundreds of kilometers without seeing a single person. But here, it’s completely normal for hundreds of kilometers to be uninhabited.

In South Sudan, the population was concentrated on the eastern bank of the White Nile River. On the western bank here, if there was a large-scale movement of vehicles, then it could only come from North Sudan, or, from the two cities located on the eastern bank that would need to go to great lengths to cross the river without a bridge.

The problem didn’t seem significant, but Ralph’s discovery had everyone deep in thought.

Ralph said in a low voice, "There are two explanations for this. One is that Sanitation Worker has taken a vast amount of territory here, but even so, they have no reason to travel on the left bank. The other explanation is that Sanitation Worker has taken the right bank, but they are compelled to use the road on the left bank for their movements because they would encounter attacks on the right bank."

Sirte nodded, his face serious as he said, "Yes, the latter is more likely. But this means that Sanitation Worker must have bridges, at least two, in fact. With bridges, the right bank is a danger, so the convoys cross the bridges controlled by their side to reach the left bank, where the enemy cannot reach them. This makes it much safer."

After speaking, Sirte looked towards Ralph without any provocation in his speech or expression but said sternly, "What else did you find?"

"Tanks! Armored vehicles and wheeled trucks, very dense. I couldn’t judge the numbers, but the traffic was very frequent in both directions."

After Ralph finished, Sirte immediately said, "I think the tanks and armored vehicles are escorting convoys. Malut is an important city and the northernmost traffic hub in South Sudan, while Malakal is the largest and core city in the Malakal Region. But there’s a three-hundred-kilometer distance between Malakal and Malut. Tanks moving back and forth on their own power over this distance would mean the Sanitation Worker wants to wear out their tanks quickly—a motor hour is not wasted like that."

Li Jingang stated with a stern face, "There’s fighting, and it’s very frequent."

Sirte exhaled heavily and said, "This is troublesome."

Gao Yuan had to admit he didn’t understand, so he asked softly, "Why is it troublesome?"

Sirte looked towards the east and explained, "The right bank must have a dense network of sentry posts. No, not fixed posts, but highly combative patrol units. Because whoever Sanitation Worker’s enemy is, they’ve caused a great deal of trouble for them. Otherwise, Sanitation Worker wouldn’t need to send tanks for escort. And once they’ve reached here, Sanitation Worker’s enemy can only be one—Ram, Satan of Ram!"

At this point, the others had no room to speak because Sirte was the most familiar with the situation.

Sirte spoke softly, "Based on my understanding of Ram, he would definitely attack the enemy’s supply line with all his might. This guy excels at and enjoys small-scale raiding activities. And from what we see now, he has indeed posed a significant threat to Sanitation Worker. If that’s the case, this is the front line, and we’re going to have a hard time getting through..."