(Recently, I've been a bit melancholic—the subscriptions are decreasing every day, folks, please consider subscribing to the official version, you know, my income from eyeballs has been decreasing at the speed of one bun per day, and buns are still so expensive...)
The fighter jet squadrons executing escort missions had their shields depleted under the enemy's intense firepower and had to retreat. Only after these astonishingly performed jets turned back did the Revenge Army finally awaken from their dreams, realizing that our small squad, braving the artillery fire and continuously charging towards the surface, was the true adversary—and much harder to deal with than they initially anticipated.
