Wave Cross War Medal.
Awarded to military personnel who displayed exceptional courage and devotion while carrying out combat missions and special operations during wartime, actively completing their assignments.
Among them, the merits of slaying enemy generals, being the first to scale the walls, and breaking enemy formations carried the greatest weight.
There was no award for capturing flags.
Because these days, enemies often had no flags worth capturing at all.
And if one could earn this medal,
they would not only receive rewards in salary and bonuses, but also be given priority for promotion.
They would also gain a large number of merit points, which could be exchanged for all kinds of secret treasures they needed, or even military merit titles.
So when the Army soldiers of the Second Regiment heard their regimental commander, Major General Brody Mick, shout those words,
their charging figures, already moving fast enough to leave afterimages, accelerated once again.
It was as though they were competing against one another in a race.
In reality, however,
they were like five torrents of black, crashing headlong into the infernal world left behind by the Firestone explosion.
Fire serpents danced wildly, flames surged, and scorched smoke stung their noses.
Scorching, hazy heat waves instantly enveloped every soldier.
Their specially made alloy combat boots splashed up roiling flames as they stepped across flowing lava.
The Wind Stone magic devices each person carried sensed the high temperature the instant it hit.
They automatically formed a pale green layer of light over their entire bodies, shielding them from the firelight and heat outside and bringing them a trace of coolness.
Meanwhile, on the side of the Black Spade Magic Palace,
the outermost metal gates rose under the effects of magical technology.
Immediately afterward, heavy yet rapid hoofbeats echoed from within.
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