The workers' sweat poured down like rain, and their shouts mingled with the roar of the machines, creating a stirring symphony.
At this bustling construction site, skyscrapers are springing up like mushrooms after rain.
The massive city walls stretched out gradually, as if to protect this land. The city streets were wide and clean, and the buildings on both sides were magnificent, showcasing the power and prosperity of the human race.
Meanwhile, five hundred forward outposts were under construction. Soldiers busily built defensive fortifications, their eyes firm and focused, ready to meet any challenge that might come.
The entire scene was like a magnificent painting, showcasing the determination and courage of the human race.
Chen Feng and his men at the front lines were unaware of all this. They gripped their weapons tightly, their gazes fixed resolutely ahead. Sweat streamed down their foreheads, soaking their clothes, but they were oblivious.
Chen Feng's eyes revealed determination and courage as he stared intently at the werewolf force ahead. His breathing was steady and powerful, each breath carrying a yearning for victory.
The surrounding soldiers were also fully focused, their bodies taut, their muscles clearly defined. Their steps were firm and powerful, each one landing on the solid ground with a slight thud.
Behind them, more reinforcements were arriving in droves. Their footsteps were synchronized, like a stirring battle song. The soldiers' eyes were filled with fighting spirit; they knew that this decisive battle would determine the course of the entire war.
Ahead, the werewolf army was closing in menacingly. Their figures gleamed coldly in the sunlight, sending chills down one's spine. But Chen Feng and his men were fearless, their hearts filled with only one belief: to hold the front line and not yield an inch!
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