Not to mention the surrounding hills have been occupied.
A company of troops can block their half battalion and render them immobile.
Until dawn, no solution was found.
Either fight to the death to break out, or be trapped here to death.
The sky gradually brightened.
All the officers walked out of the tent and came to the mountainside.
As the colonel picked up the binoculars and looked at the flags on the distant positions, besides the company flag of the 7th Company, there was another flag they had never seen before:
"Which ace unit of the 4th Vertical is this?"
However, everyone took turns looking and couldn't match it with any ace unit in their memory.
Inexplicably.
Everyone's faces turned grim.
If it's not a 4th Vertical ace unit, then it means... they are blocked by a regular 4th Vertical unit here?
"Assemble!!!"
Soon.
All the soldiers on the position gathered under orders, and the colonel above yelled:
"...."
"...."
