Sky Curtain Stronghold.
"We succeeded!"
"We blew up Sanyou Weimen's farming area!"
"The air raid was a success!"
The Iron Blood Brotherhood's sixty thousand aerial combat players cheered at the top of their lungs. They had flown continuously for twenty-five hours, crossing thirteen strongholds to carry out the bombing mission.
During that time, they could not make a sound, log out to eat or do anything else, or even leave when their skin hurt or itched. Even when sleeping, they could only keep one eye closed, ready to get up at any moment if something happened.
After fighting day and night and gritting their teeth through it all, they had completed a task that had seemed nearly impossible. How could they not be excited?
Lu Yang was equally thrilled. Once he calmed down, he summoned Yun Yu, Zhou Yuntian, Shen Yu, and the other team leaders. "Tell the brothers to get some rest. There will be many more bombing missions like this in the future, so everyone needs to be prepared."
"Yes." Yun Yu and the other two nodded together, then each gathered their players and had them log off to sleep.
After everyone dispersed, Lu Yang sat alone on Sky Curtain Stronghold's walls to rest. Gazing at the setting sun in the direction of Sanyou Weimen's stronghold, he felt somewhat emotional.
Tu Feng, Zhuojiu Qingshang, and the others appeared beside Lu Yang. Zhuojiu Qingshang could not help asking, "None of Sanyou Weimen, Liu Jie, or the others contacted you?"
Lu Yang smiled and shook his head. "Not one of them."
Xia Yuwei said, "Clearly, they really intend to launch a joint attack at the end of the year and crush us in one blow."
Bai Shi said bitterly, "They can keep dreaming. By the end of the year,