On the evening of September 11th, at 7 o'clock sharp.
Northern sector, North-03 tunnel entrance.
According to the combat plan, all troops participating in the counterattack will enter the designated starting positions twelve hours in advance.
The huge torrent of steel moved forward in groups and in an orderly manner under the cover of night.
The Chinese support corps' military truck convoy was also lined up among them, driving one after another into the brightly lit mountain tunnel.
Around them are more and larger Arctic Alliance heavy equipment.
There are infantry fighting vehicles, military trucks, engineering vehicles, a heavy mecha called "Chess-M", and so on.
Countless soldiers wearing rugged industrial-style powered exoskeletons either sat silently on top of various types of equipment or squeezed into truck compartments.
Most of them looked stern and focused, but a few were lively and were laughing and chatting with their comrades.
But their voices were drowned out by the low roar of countless engines.
On the side of the war preparation road more than 200 meters away from the tunnel entrance, a command off-road vehicle turned off the paved road and stopped in the wilderness.
Li Wei rolled down the window in the passenger seat, stuck her head out, and looked at Ma Baoguo standing silently outside the car.
With a smile on her face, she asked, "Teacher Ma, do you have any other instructions?"
Ma Baoguo pursed his thin lips, his expression a mixture of speechlessness and helplessness.
Such a big baby cannot be beaten or scolded, which has given him a headache these days.
But what can we do?
Who said that "Jiang Xue" is the one he identified as the hope of mankind in the future?
We can only indulge and tolerate it a little bit.
Of course, Ma Baoguo is also a decent man and would not allow Li Wei to make fun of him.
"I told you, in the army, you have to call your rank!"
"Also, don't just make up weird nicknames for other people!"
Li Wei waved her hand indifferently.
"If you have something to say, go ahead and talk about it. I have a lot on my plate. I want to focus my energy on… ahem, on internationalism!"
Ma Baoguo rubbed his temples and decided to give up.
He gave up arguing about the name and gave the order in a deep voice.
"I'm not worried about your safety on the lower third level battlefield."
"But, I want to remind you of one thing."
Li Wei's expression became a little more serious.
"You say."
Ma Baoguo pointed to the ground.
"The battle of the third level is right before our eyes. Be careful of the aftermath."
Li Wei blinked, somewhat puzzled.
"Don't they say that mid-level warriors can't participate in low-level battlefields?"
Ma Baoguo looked at her clear eyes and wanted to rub his temples again.
He resisted the urge and emphasized his tone.
"So I said, it's the aftermath, understand?!"
Li Wei, whose mind was full of "little sea urchins", came back to her senses immediately and was a little stunned.
"So shady..."
"Then, Mr. Ma, how should we defend ourselves?"
Ma Baoguo said seriously, "Don't stray far from the main force, don't go deep into the fog, and you'll be fine. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir!"
Li Wei raised her arm and casually placed two fingers on her forehead, a standard bald eagle salute.
Ma Baoguo took a deep breath and said in a commanding tone: "Don't take it lightly, this is an order!"
This time, Li Wei stopped smiling and saluted solemnly.
Unfortunately, her seriousness only lasted two or three seconds.
The moment she put down her hand, she gave Ma Baoguo a thumbs up and bared her teeth, her white teeth seemed to be glowing.
"Don't worry, Mr. Ma, I've always been a very steady person!"
At this time, a report came from the walkie-talkie that the support corps convoy was about to pass.
Li Wei waved to Ma Baoguo and then urged the driver.
"Let's go!"
Buzz——!
The engine roared, accelerated suddenly, caught up with the military truck in front, followed the flow of traffic, and plunged into the deep tunnel.
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The starting position of the Chinese support corps was quite far back, located directly below the mountain fortress group in the northern sector.
After exiting the North-03 Tunnel, the convoy had to turn back and climb a rugged mountain.
The front line of the position is four or five kilometers away from the edge of the gray fog.
In the middle, there are the massive forces of the two Arctic Alliance armies...
It was a little after seven in the morning and the sky was just beginning to brighten.
Li Wei put on the golden general's light armor and stood on the commanding heights at the front of the position.
She held up a pair of high-end military binoculars and observed the entire battle line in a serious manner.
After taking a look, she realized that she had suffered a great loss because she could not understand the military map.
Ten days ago, when the Arctic Alliance launched its first counterattack, they only lost two groups of six Dragon Tooth Forts.
But now, looking down from halfway up the mountain, the gray-black fog almost covered the entire northern sector.
Except for a row of multiple Dragon Tooth Forts near the foot of the mountain, the two rows deep inside the basin have all been lost.
The gray fog, like a misty giant mountain, extended northward along the lost fortresses, forming a huge "bulge" with a width of twenty to thirty kilometers on the entire defense line.
It was not until this time that Li Wei understood why they used the terms "group" of east-side forts and "group" of west-side forts to describe the two strategic targets during the combat meeting.
Moreover, an army-level attack must be used to make a detour on the battlefield.
Faced with such a serious situation...
Li Wei took a deep breath, tightened her lips, and nodded calmly. With the golden stars on her armor, she really looked like a famous general.
But what she was thinking was...
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