Zhong Li pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses again, his fingers tapping several locations in succession on the map.
"1st Company will be responsible for the central two-hundred-meter defensive line. 2nd Company on the left, 3rd Company on the right."
"These pillboxes between the fifth and sixth trench lines..." His finger swept over several marked points. "Bury plenty of explosives there. Too little, and they won't bring them down."
"And..." He marked some new locations. "These three support points need special attention too. Once detonated, they'll create a chain collapse."
Liu Jianjie nodded repeatedly as he listened, muttering, "Battalion Commander, what do we do with all those corpses inside?"
"Remove the batteries from the exoskeletons and take the ammunition," Zhong Li said without the slightest fluctuation in his voice. "Blow up the rest together!"
As he spoke, he pointed toward the edge of the map.
"Also, have the soldiers dig pits behind the eighth trench line! Bury all the captured tanks in them. Just leave the turrets exposed."
"Thirty-five-millimeter dual-purpose anti-aircraft guns. Primarily for air defense, secondarily for ground targets. Arrange them in staggered positions at this spacing."
The three Company Commanders gathered around, carefully studying the locations Zhong Li had marked and secretly committing them to memory.
"Also, the 140th Division's heavy mortar battalion is already in position outside the mountain. Two-hundred-eighty-millimeter caliber, with more than enough shells."
"When the theater's fire support can't be reached, call our own artillery directly."
Zhong Li closed the map.
"That's all. Move quickly and get to work."
The three Company Commanders saluted before dispersing.
Next, Zhong Li's gaze swept over the remaining nine Martial Artists. His eyes darkened slightly before finally settling on Li Wei.
"Third Order?" he asked as if casually.
Li Wei copied the others, bringing her heels together and thrusting