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front.

The combined forces of land and sea charged forward like a tidal wave.

One wave after another.

One wave after another.

The troops defending Sheshan Mountain are under immense pressure.

Big to—

I can't hold on much longer.

Ma Dapao's machine gun was already red-hot.

But his finger was still on the trigger.

They're still deducting.

They're still fighting.

"Da da da da da—!!!"

Bullets rained down like a storm.

It hit the rock wall.

White powder splattered.

It hits those who are climbing.

They were forced to have nowhere to hide.

But those people—

Holding up the 'corpse'

They didn't dodge at all.

Ma Dapao's eyes turned red.

"Damn it..." he muttered, "Are these people insane?"

No one answered him.

Because everyone knows the answer.

Those people aren't crazy.

Yes--

We'll give it our all.

Liu Da Nao was at the forefront of the defending troops.

His light machine gun was mounted on a protruding rock.

The gun barrel was glowing red-hot.

But he didn't stop.

He looked at his comrades on the cliff.

My eyes are red and hot.

But he didn't let the tears fall.

He just yelled:

"Come on—!!!"

"Come on up—!!!"

"Let me see—!!!"

"How crazy are you guys?!"

"Da da da da da—!!!"

His gunshots were like thunder.

Like playing drums.

Yao Shoude was lying on top.

The gun in his hand had stopped.

He did not fire again.

Just looking down.

Looking at those—

A person climbing upwards.

His brows were furrowed deeply.

"I can't hold on any longer," he murmured.

The soldier next to him was taken aback: "Company commander, what did you say?"

Yao Shoude did not answer.

He just looked down.

Watching those figures getting closer and closer.

he knows.

The defense line is about to be breached.

Those people—

They've gone mad.

They used "corpses" to clear the way.

They paved the way with their lives.

Use everything you can to climb upwards.

Nothing can stop them.

But the defenders are still holding on.

They're still fighting.

Still there—

spell.

Because they know it too.

Once the defense line is breached.

The soldiers who charge forward will be unstoppable.

They will rush forward all the way.

Then—

Win.

Therefore, we cannot back out.

It cannot be placed there.

We can't let them come up easily.

We must fight.

We must strike hard.

Make them remember—

Going to 1937 isn't that easy.

Just then, Ma Dapao's machine gun jammed.

He cursed.

Quick reload.

"Da da da da da—!!!"

Gunshots rang out again.

His eyes were fixed on the ground below.

Stare at those—

People who are getting closer and closer.

"Come on—!!!" he roared, "Again—!!!"

A soldier was shot right under his nose.

The white mark on his chest exploded.

But the soldier did not stop.

With his last bit of strength, he climbed up three meters.

Then, he lay down on the rock face.

He used his own body to block the bullets aimed at his comrades.

"Brother—!!!" he roared, "Go up there—!!!"

His comrades crawled past him.

Step on his back.

Continue up.

On the other side, Zhou Xiaoqi fired a shot.

A tagged bullet hit a soldier who was climbing.

However, it did not hit any vital areas.

The soldier let out a muffled groan.

Keep climbing.

Zhou Xiaoqi's eyes reddened.

"Damn it..." he cursed, "Aren't you afraid of dying?!"

Finally, Liu Da Nao's machine gun ran out of bullets.

He threw down his gun.

stand up.

Standing at the forefront.

He roared at the people climbing below:

"Come on—!!!"

"Come on up—!!!"

"I'm waiting for you here—!!!"

"Let's have a hand-to-hand combat!!!"

The people below did not answer.

Just climbing.

It's just going upwards.

only--

Getting closer.

Yao Shoude looked down.

Looking at those—

People who are almost at the top of the mountain.

He took a deep breath.

Then, he pressed the communication button.

Addressing all the guards:

"Brothers—!!!"

"A last-ditch effort—!!!"

"Hold on—!!!"

The communication channel erupted instantly.

"withstand--!!!"

"withstand--!!!"

"withstand--!!!"

The gunfire intensified.

Even more intense.

more--

Crazy.

But those people below are still climbing.

It's still going up.

Still there—

charge.

at the same time.

On the side of Sheshan Mountain, in the shadow of a huge rock.

Lin Yun stood there, prone.

Not moving at all.

Like a—

An eagle waiting for its prey.

Her eyes, honed at altitudes of 10,000 meters, were now scanning the sheer cliff.

Her gaze swept past the figures charging head-on—

More than two thousand people were densely packed on the rock face.

Like a group of ants climbing a giant tower.

The gunfire was so intense it sounded like firecrackers going off during Chinese New Year.

"Da da da da—!"

"Bang—bang—!"

"Da da da—!"

The white powder from the marker rounds stained the entire rock face as if a blizzard had struck.

White.

Everything is white.

The white was blinding.

White—

Like winter.

Behind her, the five members of the Air Force squad were already anxiously waiting.

Mechanic Zhang Liang poked his head out for the nth time.

It shrank back again.

"Captain Lin," his voice was filled with anxiety, "Are we really not going to attack? If we don't go now, it'll be too late!"

Radar operator Shen Fei was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks.

His hands were constantly picking at the stones on the ground.

My nails hurt from scratching them.

"Yeah, Captain Lin," he chimed in, "we need to make a run for it."

"Our air force squad leader can't be last!"

Another team member, a young pilot codenamed "Bluebird," couldn't help but speak up as well.

His face turned bright red:

"Captain Lin, let's charge! Even if we get hit, it's better than just waiting around!"

Their eyes were all fixed on Lin Yun.

Stare at this—

The only one who can make decisions.

Lin Yun did not move.

She continued to stare at the rock face.

Keep an eye on the positions of the garrison.

Keep an eye on their firing rate.

Watch their reloading rhythm.

Stare at—

Blind spots in their field of vision.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Then she spoke:

"Did you know?"

All five team members looked at her at the same time.

"Lei Xiong and his men are launching a frontal assault."

Her gaze never left the telescope:

"Zhou Zhenhai and his men are fighting a surprise attack and a hard-fought battle."

"They're all very strong."

"They're all so inspiring."

"They are all very exciting."

She paused.

Turn around.

Facing five teammates.

His face was expressionless.

But there is light in his eyes.

The light was very bright.

It's as bright as a navigation light.

"But the Air Force doesn't fight like that."

Zhang Liang was stunned:

"So how do we fight?"

Lin Yun did not answer immediately.

She stood up.

I moved my legs, which were a little numb.

Then, she said it word by word:

"Our air force is the most valuable branch of the military."

"Training a pilot costs the equivalent of his own weight in gold."

"It takes five years to train a radar operator."

"To train a mechanic, you need to have him disassemble and assemble one hundred aircraft."

She paused.

His gaze swept over each person:

"So we can't fill the gaps with our bodies like the army does."

"We can't fight like the navy, risking our lives."

"We need to use—"

She pointed to her temple:

"Brain".

Shen Fei blinked:

"Captain Lin, you mean...?"

Lin Yun did not answer.

She turned around.

Pointing to the east side of Sheshan Mountain.

There, there is a barely visible ravine, hidden by bushes.

It winds its way up from the foot of the mountain.

It extends all the way to near the top of the mountain.

"That ditch was eroded by rainwater, and no one usually walks on it," Lin Yun said.

Her voice remained calm:

"I just observed that all of the defenders' firepower is concentrated on the front and flanks."

"That ditch is in their blind spot."

Zhang Liang's eyes lit up.

"Captain Lin, you mean...?"

Lin Yun nodded.

He nodded very softly.

But I am very determined:

"We won't climb from the front."

"Let's go around it."

Lin Yun was the first to move.

She crouched down.

They reached towards the ravine.

Five team members followed closely behind.

No sound.

There was no shout of killing.

only--

The sound of footsteps as light as the wind.

They crawled into the ravine.

up.

Upwards. Upwards.

On the main battlefield, gunfire continued unabated.

The defending soldiers were still firing desperately.

They are still desperately trying to intercept it.

But they didn't know.

There is a team.

Right in their blind spot.

Silently.

Climb upwards.

The bluebird followed behind Lin Yun.

He looked at the slender yet determined figure in front of him.

I couldn't help but ask softly:

"Captain Lin, how did you know about that ditch?"

Lin Yun did not turn around.

He answered softly:

"The eyes of our pilots—"

She paused:

"It's for finding your way."

"It's not for being passionate and impatient."