A flame rose in the darkness.
When billowing smoke rose from the direction of the military base, the Restoration Army soldiers crawling through the trenches all widened their eyes in shock.
Including Yade.
Including his subordinate, Kraft.
And the centurions struggling in despair.
The scout vehicle in the distance began to retreat, turning around and heading back toward the military base.
The four trucks driving toward them, however, remained where they were.
The infantry who had already dismounted could neither advance nor retreat. They could only dig crude foxholes on the spot, lie down inside them, and exchange fire with the Restoration Army soldiers relying on the trenches.
The facts proved that these bridge-nosed devils were not invincible.
Having lost their rear fire support and facing Restoration Army soldiers several times their number, they quickly fell into a bitter fight and suffered continuous casualties.
Looking at the column of smoke rising in the north, Yade's face was filled with astonishment before quickly turning to wild joy.
He tore off his scarf, tied it around his injured arm, and excitedly shouted to the officers and soldiers behind him.
"It's reinforcements!"
"Our reinforcements are right ahead!"
"I told you they wouldn't break their promise!"
Due north.
The Legion's military base was covered in billowing smoke.
The artillery positions in particular had received special attention. The firepower raining down from the sky had blasted them into complete disarray, leaving devastation everywhere!
Piman desperately shouted into the communications channel from inside the bomb shelter, but apart from the crackle of static, there was no response at all.
Not only could they not contact the air command center a hundred kilometers away.
They could not even reach the hundred-man unit outside the military base. Communications with the other combat units were also intermittent. Every report