"Has the attack from the Yan Kingdom already intimidated you?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zoe walked in from outside the door. His face was pale, and his brows were furrowed with deep sorrow.

“Sir, I have some bad news.” He looked at Brewster and said, his voice trembling slightly.

"What the hell is this bad news again! I've heard enough already!!" Brewster roared, waving his arms.

"The 39th Cavalry Division was surrounded by the enemy after entering the battlefield and was almost completely wiped out, while Carter... was killed in action."

"Most of the second position was controlled by the enemy, who were already deploying artillery fire. Our troops were forced to retreat."

Buzz!

A loud buzzing sound suddenly exploded in Brewster's mind. In an instant, the color faded from his face, which had turned red with anger, and he became pale and haggard.

Brewster's body hunched over, his mouth still open, but his breathing became increasingly rapid, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

With a loud "thump!"

The wall clock struck six o'clock, but it was already completely dark outside.

——

A cold wind blew, and the faint sound of artillery fire echoed from the snow-capped hills. Looking at the long, fiery red battle line in the distance, Dingle shook his head and sighed.

"They're advancing too fast. It seems the second line of defense has been breached. If these bastards don't stop their offensive, we won't last three days," Verri said worriedly beside him.

Dingle covered his mouth and coughed lightly: "They have gained the upper hand and will not stop their attack easily."

"What we need to do now is to evacuate immediately, otherwise it will be too late once the Yan people have attacked the core of the base."

“They will chase us into the mountains, which will hamper our ambush.”

Upon hearing this, Verri's expression grew even more serious.