Chapter 110: Operation New FOB

Chapter 110: Operation New FOB



"So, we are going to move them over again, huh?" Alpha 4 remarked. "What is your plan, boss?"

Vincent didn't answer the question immediately as he was watching Eamon walk away from them. Once Eamon was at a reasonable distance, he finally spoke.

"I plan to militarize this place," Vincent revealed. "This city, abandoned by its local populace, is a good spot for a forward operating base. Renovation would be straightforward since it's already been razed by the Flame Dragon."

Alpha 4 furrowed his brow in thought. "Hmm...but won't that be too much of a risk? We're on the main continent, and everyone on this continent could potentially come here. It could attract unwanted attention."

Vincent nodded, understanding the concern. "True, it's a gamble. But it's a strategic one. We need a foothold on the mainland, somewhere we can operate from without drawing too much immediate attention. Ferm is isolated enough, and with the city already in ruins, it's unlikely to be a priority for any major powers anytime soon."

Alpha 4 considered Vincent's words for a moment. "But what if they do take notice? What if someone powerful decides they want this city for themselves?"

"We'll deal with that if it happens," Vincent replied calmly. "By the time anyone realizes what we're doing here, we'll be well-established. We'll have the advantage of time, and we'll make sure this place is fortified enough to hold our ground."

Alpha 1, who had been listening quietly, chimed in. "You're talking about turning Ferm into a fortress. So does that mean..."

"Yes Alpha 1, I'm going to summon it," he answered in a low voice and continued. "But to make sure there are no more prying eyes, we will contact the headquarters and request a drone surveillance above Ferm. That way, things like elves spying on us won't be a trouble." Vincent's words hung in the air for a moment, the weight of his decision sinking in with the team. The idea of summoning such a powerful asset was not something to be taken lightly.

Alpha 4 nodded slowly, understanding the gravity of the situation. "If we're bringing out the big guns, we need to be absolutely certain that we can secure this place without any interference."

Alpha 1, who had initially seemed uncertain, now looked more resolved. "Understood. I'll get in touch with headquarters and have a drone surveillance set up over Ferm. We can't afford to have any surprises while we're fortifying this place."

Vincent gave a curt nod of approval. "Good. The sooner we get that in place, the sooner we can proceed."

Alpha 2, who had been quiet during the conversation, finally spoke up. "What about Eamon and his associates?"NewW novels updates at novelhall.com

"We are going to do the fortification at 0200 HRS, that way, all of them are sleeping. Now of course, that won't be enough so I'll have one to watch them over because who knows, one might wake up during the process and it'll blow right on our faces if they catch wind of what we're doing," Vincent finished, his tone serious.

Alpha 2 nodded, understanding the importance of discretion. "I can handle that. I'll keep a close watch on them, and make sure they don't stir. If they do, I'll make sure they don't see anything that could compromise our operation."

"Exactly," Vincent replied, tracing a line from the main gate to the town square. "We'll set up a command center in the Town Hall. That will be the heart of our operations. We'll convert the basement into a secure bunker with direct lines to headquarters, so we can maintain constant communication and monitor the drone feeds."

Vincent moved his finger to the southern part of the map, just outside the city center. "Here, we'll build an airfield. The open terrain makes it the perfect spot for a small runway and hangar. We'll station a few helicopters and transport planes for quick deployments and supply runs. The air tower will be constructed nearby, giving us control over all aerial operations."

Alpha 1 chimed in, "We'll also need a radio tower to ensure our communication isn't compromised. I suggest placing it on the highest point in the city, right here." He pointed to a hill on the eastern side of the city.

Vincent nodded. "Agreed. The higher the tower, the better our range. That hill will give us coverage for miles. We'll equip it with encrypted communication systems and backup generators to keep it operational at all times."

Alpha 2, who had been quietly observing, now spoke up. "What about barracks and storage facilities? We'll need to house the troops and secure our supplies."

Vincent pointed to several locations within the city. "We'll convert these buildings into barracks, enough to accommodate a full battalion. We'll reinforce the structures and equip them with everything our soldiers need-sleeping quarters, mess halls, armories, and medical facilities. As for storage, we'll use the old warehouses near the western edge of the city. They're large, sturdy, and well-suited for holding our supplies, ammunition, and equipment."

He then traced a route connecting the key points. "We'll also need to establish secure roads connecting the airfield, command center, and storage facilities. These roads will be heavily patrolled, and we'll install checkpoints at key intersections to control movement within the

city."

Vincent paused, looking around at his team. "This is a big operation, but if we pull it off, Ferm will be the most fortified base on the continent. We'll have a secure location from which to operate, and we'll be ready to face any threat that comes our way."

The Alphas nodded in agreement.

"Let's get to work," Vincent ordered. "We've got a lot to do and not much time to do it."

***

At 0000HRS. Alpha 2 watched Eamon and his associates sleeping soundly on their beds in one of the abandoned buildings they had taken over as temporary quarters. The room was dark, save for the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the cracked windows.

He had positioned himself in a shadowy corner, his presence hidden from view. His training made it easy for him to remain silent and unnoticed, even in close quarters. Eamon and his associates were completely unaware of his watchful eyes, their breathing slow and steady as

they slept.

"All stations, this is Alpha 2," Alpha 2 whispered. "We are a go, I repeat, we are a go."