"Understood! Watch us!" A vicious voice came through the communicator.
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"Damn it!" A Chuckna Private First Class viciously kicked a stone flying at his feet, spinning in place several times like a caged fighting beast.
Beside him, countless Chuckna Mecha and soldiers had already assembled, the column stretching all the way to the far edge of the jungle.
Everyone tilted their heads to the side.
Less than ten kilometers away, Sunset Mountain was flashing in patches before the warriors' eyes, rolling smoke billowing up like a volcanic eruption.
The crack of rifles, the roar of cannons rumbled along the ground, tore through the forest, and suddenly poured into everyone's ears, stinging their eyes blood-red.
The entire reserve of twenty full divisions—aside from three lucky divisions that had been drawn off in batches to the Sunset Mountain Defense Line—after reaching the rendezvous point, had all been strictly ordered to stand by in place.
