Furious Baptism

"Stay behind and cover the rear!"

He Dong and the others all looked toward Luo Yan.

What Yu Qiushui had said was tantamount to telling everyone that if she were absent, Luo Yan would be the second-in-command.

Having Luo Yan stay behind and cover the rear also showed how much Yu Qiushui trusted him.

Before the war, there might still have been people who questioned Team 7's strength. But now, even Huang Yu, who was at odds with Luo Yan, didn't dare step forward and question whether Team 7 was capable of this.

They had taken Spring Feather Base and slain Li Guanghe and his remaining forces.

Those two dazzling achievements had made no one doubt Yu Qiushui's judgment.

The matter was settled.

In the blink of an eye, evening arrived.

Black Witch's bombardment was even more intense today, showing how firmly they had made up their minds.

Moreover, Black Witch had not dropped any supplies today, which made the Huangquan side even more dispirited.

Throughout the day, Huangquan soldiers had surrendered one after another.

Black Witch accepted them all, using vehicles to take them away.

Huangquan occasionally opened fire and shot deserters, but whether there were simply too many defectors or the shooters had no heart to kill, not many people died in the end.

The sun was setting again, leaving only tomorrow.

The remaining soldiers in Huangquan's position were no longer thinking about how to fight the enemy to the death. Instead, they were planning how to cross the defensive line and surrender that night or the next morning.

In this atmosphere, Huangquan's discipline slackened. No one noticed that sewer manhole covers on several streets in the center of the position began to tremble. They were lifted from below, and one figure after another crawled out of the