October 14, noon.
New forces have joined the underground battlefield one after another.
Especially after the arrival of the elites of the aristocratic families, the situation of the war finally began to tilt towards the human side.
The previously paralyzed shield machines were repaired one after another, and tunnel advancement returned to normal.
However, Li Wei heard that many people died every day, especially the elites from aristocratic families.
......
October 16, early morning.
The third phase of the battle begins.
This time, the sea urchins' attack can be described as a tsunami.
Once again she saw that the monsters were so numerous that they formed groups and waves, rolling forward and advancing like a mountain.
There are 22 points, and each one is extremely difficult to fight.
Li Wei actually felt like she couldn't kill him even if she tried her best.
Her defense range was also compressed from a 500-meter radius circle based on the rear fort to a single defense line front.
The flanks and rear can only be handed over to other troops.
For three whole days, Li Wei only slept for less than two hours.
Many times, she wanted to break through to the middle third level at all costs, and then activate the Four Seasons Sword Formation to clear a large area.
However, Yun Heng's occasional reminders made her endure it.
At seven o'clock in the morning on October 19, when the sky was just getting light, the last resonance device at the 22nd point was started up, and the overwhelming wave of abyss monsters finally receded.
After paying the price of over 100,000 casualties, humans finally completed the construction of the seventh circle of Dragon's Tooth Fort.
There are only two laps left to recapture the passage.
At the same time, Li Wei's panel.
Essence of the Abyss: 9.8e
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On the morning of October 20, Li Wei, who had slept for a full 24 hours, had to return to the 19th Army’s base again.
She has important work to do.
......
Sitting behind the desk in the small building, looking at the stack of documents in front of her, as well as the signature pen and official seal beside them, Li Wei felt complicated and heavy-hearted.
She picked up the top one.
The paper is thick and tough, off-white in color, and the bottom has a dark watermark of the emblem of the Western Xinjiang Defense Army.
The content printed on it is very eye-catching.
......
Dear Mr. Lin:
We are deeply saddened to inform you that your daughter, Lieutenant Lin Qiaoqiao, died heroically while rescuing injured comrades on October 17, 216 in the new calendar while performing a fortress defense mission at Xifeng Pass.
Since joining the army, Lieutenant Lin Qiaoqiao has been loyal to his mission and brave. In this battle, regardless of danger, he helped the medical team save 42 wounded soldiers and fought until the last moment.
With the approval of the Political Work Department of the Xinjiang Defense Army, Lieutenant Lin Qiaoqiao is posthumously recognized as a "martyr" and awarded the title of "Hero of Defending the Country and Guarding the Border."
Her life is forever frozen in...but her spirit remains...
Subsequent arrangements:
[XXX Unit] will contact you regarding the transfer and burial of the remains.
For details on pensions, preferential policies for martyrs' families, etc., please see the attachment.
Military liaison officer: [Name: XXX, Position: XXX], Contact number: [XXX].
Signature:
Political Work Department of the Western Xinjiang Defense Army (official seal affixed)
19th Warrior Corps (official seal)
Signature of the unit's chief officer: (underlined)
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Li Wei stared at the contents on the paper, looked at the empty signature column, and subconsciously picked up the pen.
But at this moment, her hands were a little soft.
The chest feels stuffy.
Across the desk, the civilian second lieutenant who was delivering documents saw that she was hesitant to move and whispered comforting words.
"Commander, everything is fine now."
"Before you came, when our people died, they wouldn't even be notified, let alone given the title of 'martyr'."
Li Wei was not comforted.
I feel even more depressed.
But the more this happened, the more she wanted to sign.
If she doesn't sign, the dead person will get nothing.
This pen feels as heavy as a thousand pounds at this moment.
She took a deep breath, steadied her hands, and solemnly wrote her name in the signature column.
Jiang Xue.
Then the second one, the third one...
Every stroke seemed to be engraved on her heart.
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October 21st.
The clouds rolled silently.
A mass of dark and sticky asphalt substance condensed out of thin air and slowly stretched into a distorted human shape.
As soon as he appeared, six figures surrounded him from all directions.
Yun Heng, Li Guitang, Zhang Luye, and the three ninth-rank knights of the Arctic Alliance.
Six powerful pressures came overwhelmingly, causing the surrounding space to stagnate.
Sadness ignores all of this.
There was even a crack on his "face" made of asphalt, as if he was smiling.
A layered voice sounded, "Everyone, how are you?"
Yun Heng smiled back, "Master, what brings you here?"
"I came here today to stop the war."
Sadness bowed slightly, and his posture seemed very humble.
"As long as humans are willing to maintain the status quo and not advance any further, I can guarantee that the frequency and scale of the Abyssal Monster Tides will be greatly reduced."
"Wouldn't it be wonderful if both of us could live in peace from now on?"
He paused, and the smile in his voice grew stronger.
"But, if you insist on taking back the passage..."
"Then the day of the decisive battle is not far away."
"By then, all the rules will be broken."
"If both countries suffer great loss of life as a result of this, the bitter fruit will have to be borne by you, the benefactors."
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